The Average Urban Pigeon

I thought about how much of my entire life I have spent studying, visiting, worrying about, & basically contemplating 'public statues' ..hmm.. ... trying to figure the amount of time in hours. I think the answer is closer to zero than ten. If you include Mt Rushmore and Crazy Horse, then, yes, more than ten, but that kinda goes with the territory when you are raised in the Pahá Sápa of the Dakota Territory.

It would be an interesting study to know if the average urban pigeon spends more time sitting on statues than their neighbor humans do visiting them.

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Obama's tweet in response to Charlottesville is officially the most liked tweet ever. I bet Trump personally called to congratulate him.

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I have learned how to properly dispose of the dark chocolate that comes in the bag of mixed Hershey's Miniatures. I cut the dark chocolate pieces in half, then eat a dark half with a regular 'good' milk chocolate or a Krackel, in a 1:2 ratio, evil:good

I used to be someone's Krackel dealer, but she is gone, and that is one of the saddest events of my life (where someone didn't die). 

I suddenly realized just now that I started blogging 10 years ago just after she mysteriously disappeared and cancelled our friendship without bothering to tell me. I have absolutely no idea why she left. She moved from Borger to Amarillo and was busy with her third pregnancy. I thought she was getting close to being my best friend, then, -poof- she was gone. I was clueless for several years. I even wrote her several letters, getting no replies, giving her updates on our family. I would see her mother-in-law occasionly, who would give me vague replies, like, 'she sure is busy with her kids' and I would ask her to tell my 'friend' hi for me.

I did phone her once about three years ago to let her know about a wonderful new future event (addition) in our family. She only demanded harshly, 'How did I get her phone number?!?!?' - I told her it was public information from the white pages. She demanded that I never call her again and hung up!!! 

Imagine my shock. I have absolutely no idea what I have done to this person to receive such treatment.  I have discussed this with my wife a few times, but I don't think I have told very many people until now. 

On a road trip to Houston one time shortly after that phone call, I saw someone walking by who looked remarkably close to her as I was getting something to eat out of my cooler in the back of our SUV at a gas station. I told myself, 'You just need to stop thinking about her, she doesn't want you in her life.' I didn't realize that I had actually said this out loud, because my wife up front in the drivers seat said, 'Why did you say that?' - not knowing who I was talking about. I told my wife who I was talking about but not the event, the woman walking by, that had caused it. Then my wife said, 'Oh, I saw that woman walk by who looked like T_____.' 

Hopper at Day 131

Hopper at Day 131

He often falls asleep in delightfully funny poses, often trying to be as close to me or Pepper as he can possibly be.

He was going to get a new red collar to match his harness and leash, but I didn't like the style of the locally available ones. They didn't appear to latch securely.

Too White

Days of Trump: 207  Done  1254  To Go

Today Scary Moochie officially doesn't start his now not-so-new extinct ex-job. The non-excitement and half vast relief have built up to a quiet squashed & crushed undone crescendo.

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Today's Silly Riddle:

What do you call a childless Italian deer?

A no bambino Bambi

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I am guessing that if Donald used a four syllable word like 'egregious', he must have had a speechwriter create that text.

It appears to be a 3 or 4 syllable word, which means in Texas that could vary from 2 to 5 syllables. I am thinking of trying to say it with a distinct 'greg' syllable.

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Charlottesville: White is a very exact technical physical expression of light and paint as the color of absence, at one end of a range opposite of black, but artistically there are nuances of expression with names like 'off white', 'eggshell', and 'ivory' for not-quite-white. I am thinking there should also be a 'too white'.

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Despacito - I just recently heard this song and saw the video. Wow, with it reaching 3 billion views on YouTube I am thinking I must be close to one of the last people in the Western Hemisphere to have heard.

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After a drought of several weeks it won't hardly quit raining here. I am thinking this might be our coldest August in quite sometime.

Meat Me In Pyongyang, Dear

I think we should respond to North Korea's recent threat that, "The U.S. will pay dearly for imposing new sanctions" by sending them deer meat in creative ways.

I suggest carpet bombing the entire country evenly distributed with one pound of frozen ground venison per person, on a weakly basis from all our air bases.

(I chose the wrong 'weakly' to go with today's deer/dear confusion theme)

I Spy With My Little Eye But I Would Most Likely Die If I Try To Apply

So, if Putin kicks hundreds of US diplomats out of his country, does this mean more opportunities for out-of-work spies? Where do I sign up?!?!? Oh, wait, the last time I tried to get a job at the CIA and NSA, I ran into age limitations on new hires ...

I bet I would make a lousy spy, plus my Russian language skills aren't overly impressive, but at least I can do a fair job of sounding out the Russian alphabet, so I can read maps and signs, plus know a few phrases. Food? I am not sure about food and I have to dilute vodka with something.

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I have mastered the art of opening a pistachio with just the fingers and thumb of one hand. This is quite useful during phone calls. I can even do it with my eyes closed. There are still about 5 percent of the inner goodies that fly out and land on the floor.

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Wow, I have lived in Borger almost 40 years and didn't know that T. Boone Pickens lived just to the northeast of us. 

I guess it never came up in conversation. 

His place, Mesa Vista Ranch, is north of Pampa on the Canadian River west of Highway 70. His house is rather easy to find in Google Earth, its about a half acre in size. His private airport is farther west, still on the south side of the Canadian River. We share a common history, with Phillips Petroleum Company being our first employer out of college.

This Could Very Well Be My Cryptic Suicide Note

Someone asked the question, "Who is going to break first, me or Trump?" My response:

I feel your pain, 

time just seems to drain,

Drip.

Drip.

Too many times my waking thought

Is what the hell did I do to deserve what I got,

Blip.

Oh, the semi-horror beyond belief

Of the constant muffled internal scream of no relief,

Skip.

Skip.

And now there is a younger junior insane profane vulgurer version asinine assistant named Mooch,

My traumatized soul says, 

Its now just way too muuch,

Rip.

The Wicked Vet of The Middle

Hopper survived his second visit to the vet last week, but I am not sure that I did. 

He got a different person this time, and I am not sure she was human. I didn't know we were getting her that day, and when she walked in and introduced herself, my heart sank. I took my previous dog Madeline to her a long time ago. She was in a different city to the south at that time and after that experience I knew I never wanted to see her again. So I guess we'll be going back to the vet in Spearman even though its 40 miles away to the north. They know how to treat customers properly.

Hopper has grown from 19 lb to 36 lb in the last two months.

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Here is the one funny thing that happened at the vet. 

I was discussing the feeding routine of my dogs, and one of the ingredients is 'boiled chicken'. When I said those two words the veterinarian's head jerked back in disbelief, her mouth flew open with a slight gasp, and I thought her eyes were going to pop out of her skull. 

This reaction made me pause, and she exclaimed, "Why would you feed them that?!?!?" ... which, of course, confused me, and I repeated quizzically, "boiled chicken?!?!?". 

She then cracked up laughing, and replied, "Oh, I thought you said, 'spoiled chicken'" - which amused me, thinking, 'Why would anyone EVER do that, purposely spoil chicken to feed to a dog?!?!? Does this really happen somewhere, anywhere?'

The Wolf Who Cried 'Little Boy'

Jeff Sessions is trying to kill me but he doesn't really know about it.

I wake up at 3 something AM to find out about the intercepted Russian intelligence communications about Jeff Sessions. I watch a news video of four people discussing this situation and how complicated and convoluted, what may and may not be real, and who and what leaks are happening.

Then, before I can get coffee in me, my little brain writes the title for a new, slightly modified, childrens' story, "The Wolf Who Cried 'Little Boy'". Oh, my goodness, I start laughing so hard my head feels like it is going to explode, and my throat really hasn't recovered yet from yesterday, so I am having trouble breathing as well. Luckily there are no dogs around to comfort me as I had let them outside a few minutes before, as I am in the warmest room of the house yet still freezing.

I get the arctic blast machine tamed, coffee made, and share a peanut butter sandwich with the dogs. Disaster averted.

The littlest dog fell asleep in the arm chair a few feet away while staring at me and now he is barking high pitched very lightly while he has a dream of chasing something. The creaking noise of my rotating kitchen chair causes his eyes to open but nothing else moves. I tell him that I love him, and he blinks approvingly, then curls up in a ball out of sight in the chair.

My cute little wolfie wanna be

How Little Rain

How little rain can come down

In our little desolate Texas town

That only an ant could possibly drown

And the grass will prob'bly stay crispy brown 

Where the roof hangs over the side of the house

The concrete slab didn't feel the miniscule douse

The flood ravaged on a molecular scale

But left very little in the rainwater pail

And the dog asleep out back didn't seem to care

That the rarified rain had slightly matted his hair

And this I can plainly prove of the quiet pup quite a lot

By the distance that he didn't move from his dog shaped dry spot

The house must have noticed I arrived too late for the storm

So it mustered up all the moisture its roof could form

And it landed on my left shoulder suddenly with a plop

The torrent of a tiny single solitary water drop

Noise Troll Dumbass

Notice: He knows where his whole nose is and a hole of his nose is.

The hole below his nose holes is known for its noise, 

It generates great hate or stingy stinky things irate 

with his know nothing voice noise,

Oh, vibratory vocal cords of discord tell us a story of mystery or history 

Or your busy family proclivity for business criminal activity.

A Sleep At The We'll

So, at 7:15 this morning I stop at the intersection of 3rd Street and Hedgecoke at a red light while headed west. Suddenly I wake up because the car behind me is honking - I fell asleep while waiting on the traffic light to change!

ONLY ... that didn't happen in real life. It happened in my dream. I fell asleep and woke up in my dream! But then the car horn in my dream causes me to wake up in real life, and I look down to see that it is 7:20 and I should have left for work 20 minutes ago.

So, I stand up really fast from my chair in the livingroom of my house, and the car alarm on my wife's vehicle directly on the other side of the wall goes off, and I realize I was the last person to drive yesterday and that my motion set it off, so the key fob must be in my left pocket below my camera in its case. But I have some difficulty getting the key fob out of my pocket and finally take the camera out first, before getting the car to be quiet.

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ONE PERCENT chance of rain?!?!?!?

...now you are just messin' with my head, Weather Channel. Now I need to wake up at 3 AM to see if it happens.

Knowbody No's The Trumple I've Schemed

167 Done 

1294 (or hopefully less) To Go

He is gone to Europe, quick, somebody lock the door so he can't get back in!

I Am The Biggest Ambiguitor said: "I think it was Russia, but I think it was probably other people and, or countries, and I see nothing wrong with that statement. Nobody really knows. Nobody really knows for sure," Trump said in his first press conference overseas as president.

He is wrong, there are know-bodies.

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Using the bottom half of a plastic gallon milk jug, I have been making approximately 1/3 gallon sized blocks of ice every day or more for the dogs water bucket outside.

After trimming my pineapple crop yesterday I noticed while walking back to the house that the chunk of ice was gone! Pepper had stole it for himself, with it laying a few feet away in the grass. So I put it back in the water bucket and 'scolded' him. It was a bit smaller than the original block, of course, but it was still a much large weight and size than I would have imagined him carrying in his mouth.

When I came back outside after telling Tamie about it, he had stole it again, only this time moving it farther away and in a slight doggie depression in the dirt.

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My suggestion to Donald Trump for dealing with North Korea is to build a wall ... and then demand that Mexico pay for it.

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At this very moment North Korea most likely has no ICBM's - no fully functional ones, anyway - it had one and fired it to celebrate the 4th of July.

Now, if we can just figure out how to put a bug in their software/firmware so that once a rocket is launched it turns around in mid flight and heads back to Pyongonegone, we will have something interesting.

At that point we could rename their rocket 'Boom-erang', emphasis on the boom.

(Yes, I know their capital is really spelled Pyongyang)

What About Dessert?

I saw that my second cousin who lives 80 miles away had quail and pheasants, day old birds, for sale. They raise game birds for commercial hunting facilities.

I sent her a note in FB, asking, "How many pheasants would it take for a large batch of soup?"

Her reply, "Funny........cuz....  you need the grown birds not the chicks."

My response: "I was just guessing, thinking if I had one gallon of soup, and each pheasant ate 1 fl oz of soup, then I could throw a dinner party for 128 baby pheasants. My neXt question is what do baby pheasants like to have for dessert - ice cream? Pie? Cake?"

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I could see Trump building a solar wall on the Mexican-USA border, and then the Mexican government responding by planting shade trees to render it useless.

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If you reaLLy want a measure of just how slow the federal government is, consider that the Supreme Court is finally going to hear a case regarding the nefarious practice of gerrymandering, and it was a word invented in March 1812. So, it only took 205 years and 3 months, thats all.

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My first batch of mead production is underway. It started on June 12. I have been chartng the yeast activity by measuring the burps in the airlock. It appears that two weeks might be a good time to make a transfer from primary fermentation to secondary, then recharge the primary.

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Hopper (right) at Day 68 with his best dog buddy Pepper. Hopper is much smaller than Pepper, the camera position distorts their size.

Cake Plus Cake Equals More Cake

I am in the process of making a German chocolate cake for a charity event when I remember that I haven't got around to making my own birthday cake yet this year. I think I have made about six cakes in 2017 so far, so this should be my highest year to date. 

My new toys for the kitchen are springform pans for making beautifully round layered cakes. I got two set of 8, 9, and 10 inch pans.

My next thought was, "Did I get any birthday presents from anyone?" Then I remembered that the owner of the local diner bought my cup of coffee as a distinct birthday gift. Just the coffee, not the cup.

I bought myself some things for a new venture in alcohol. I am going to make mead. Have yeast, will make bubbles.

I did figure out that one of my dearest friends from childhood has her birthday only a few days from mine, so I now know someone almost the exact same age as me.

On my birthday I am sitting with my wife outside a hospital waiting on a relative to show up so we can give them instructions for their medical testing, then we are leaving town in order to go to Red Lobster. While waiting I see a memorial bench nearby made from stone that has a person's name, and then their date of birth and death. I do the math and realize that this person, who died a few years ago, lived exactly one day less than what I am on my birthday right that moment. 

I did get a really cool birthday card from my mother. It has two people laying on the floor yet holding a mug of beer straight up in the air. My mother wrote my name by the feet of one of the horizontal humans and my cousin L's name by the other one. The low angle above the floor for the perspective at which the art work in drawn makes it so you can't completely see the heads of the people, BUT on the third time I read the card I noticed that one of the human figures was male and the other female based on the pair of triangular shapes for breasts! Now, understand that the two human figures are clothed wearing the same type clothing, so my mother didn't realize she was writing my male cousin's name by the feet of the female in the picture. My cousin and I laughed about this together. Now I don't remember if I told my mother about this. I will call her right now. No answer. Cell phone service is extremely lousy where she lives in a rural setting.

My mother, a non-beer person, felt the need to include the "to certain people". I must be a certain.

Update: Someone paid (in a bidding war) $31 for my cake that cost me around $5 in supplies. But my best friend Susie brought TWO pies to the same event, and wound up having her first pie go for $40. The funny part is that Susie bought BOTH of her pies back!!!

Things & Thoughts & A New Puppy

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I would do some housework, but there is something small and warm and brown and white and furry fast asleep on my leg.

Snoring...

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So, if you had a second cousin sixty times removed, you would only be minutely related?

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Turkey is afraid of Wikipedia?!?!?!? My, what silliness.

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Dogmestic Tranquility: All three dogs piece-fully working on their own chew bone si-maul-taneously

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Is there anyone else who thought it was a huge security risk to put all the US Senate on a few busses?

This proves that Bernie, the non-attendee, is the smartest one of them.

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His socks were all white when he first came here.

He has been enjoying getting to go to work with me, seeing everyone there. He got in and out of my car with just a little help from me today, went fairly much straight into his crate. We take breaks by the loading dock on the west side, where there is some grass.

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I shaved my beard off. It weighed 1.9 grams.

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I just recently brewed my 7th batch of beer. The type is American Cream Ale. I think that is the fifth time out of the seven that I have brewed that particular type, and have always used Brewer's Best brand of brew kits. I do have a 'Northy 12' to get started soon from Northern Brewers. It is a Belgian Quad.

Poem: Wiggle Worm Warm

(After several weeks of dryness, where grassland fires have claimed the lives of local ranchers and thousands of acres burned, it has finally started raining some.)

Sprinkle, sprinkle little cloud

Your noise is a wee bit loud

But the rain is very nice

As long as there is no ice

Oh, but later loud round ice does come

It seems every storm here has at least some

And the little scared dog's favorite hiding place

Is to wiggle worm warm under my arm his face

Poem: Sprung

Spring has sprung

So summer can simmer

Us on to an awesome Autumn 

Of full Fall

To store more for 

To enter Winter

Clearly a yearly

Thing to spring to do

For me and for you

To meander through

CPAP & CCCP

Four Letters Long

CPAC & CCCP

Conservative Political Action Conference

C is S sound in Russian & P is R

CCCP is the Union of Soviet Social Republics

Soyuz Sovetskikh Sotsialisticheskikh Respublik

In Cyrillic alphabet: Сою́з Сове́тских Социалисти́ческих Респу́блик

From Google Translate:

Консервативная политическая конференция действий

Konservativnaya politicheskaya konferentsiya deystviy

False Flag Operation at CPAC:

False Flag Operation at CPAC

Some Quotes

"IT GOES WITHOUT SAYING THAT YOU SHOULD NEVER HAVE MORE CHILDREN THAN YOU HAVE CAR WINDOWS." - ERMA BOMBECK

"EVERY TIME I THINK THAT I'M GETTING OLD, AND GRADUALLY GOING TO THE GRAVE, SOMETHING ELSE HAPPENS." - LILLIAN CARTER

"A CYNIC IS NOT MERELY ONE WHO READS BITTER LESSONS FROM THE PAST, HE IS ONE WHO IS PREMATURELY DISAPPOINTED IN THE FUTURE." - SYDNEY HARRIS

"IDEALISM IS FINE, BUT AS IT APPROACHES REALITY THE COST BECOMES PROHIBITIVE." - WILLIAM F. BUCKLEY

"WASHINGTON IS A CITY OF SOUTHERN EFFICIENCY AND NORTHERN CHARM." - JOHN F. KENNEDY

"WE'VE HAD TRICKLE DOWN ECONOMICS IN THE COUNTRY FOR TEN YEARS NOW, AND MOST OF US AREN'T EVEN DAMP YET." - MOLLY IVINS

"EVERYONE HAS HIS OWN CONSCIENCE, AND THERE SHOULD BE NO RULES ABOUT HOW A CONSCIENCE SHOULD FUNCTION." - ERNEST HEMMINGWAY

"I ALWAYS WANTED TO WRITE A BOOK THAT ENDED WITH THE WORD MAYONNAISE." - RICHARD BRAUTIGAN

"MEN MUST HAVE CORRUPTED NATURE A LITTLE, FOR THEY WERE NOT BORN WOLVES, AND THEY HAVE BECOME WOLVES." - VOLTAIRE

"IF ONLY I HAD A LITTLE HUMILITY, I'D BE PERFECT." - TED TURNER

"OPPORTUNITIES ARE USUALLY DISGUISED AS HARD WORK, SO MOST PEOPLE DON'T RECOGNIZE THEM." - ANN LANDERS

"IF TRAGEDY IS AN EXPERIENCE OF HYPERINVOLVEMENT, COMEDY IS AN EXPERIENCE OF UNDERINVOLVEMENT, OF DETACHMENT." - SUSAN SONTAG

"REMEMBER THAT AS A TEENAGER YOU ARE AT THE LAST STAGE IN YOUR LIFE WHEN YOU WILL BE HAPPY TO HEAR THAT THE PHONE IS FOR YOU." - FRAN LEBOWITZ

"I DID NOT HAVE THREE THOUSAND PAIRS OF SHOES, I HAD ONE THOUSAND AND SIXTY." - IMELDA MARCOS

"I WOULD RATHER SIT ON A PUMPKIN AND HAVE IT ALL TO MYSELF THAN TO BE CROWDED ON A VELVET CUSHION." - HENRY DAVID THOREAU

"THE TROUBLE WITH BEING PUNCTUAL IS THAT NOBODY'S THERE TO APPRECIATE IT." - FRANKLIN P. JONES

"PERHAPS ONE HAS TO BE VERY OLD BEFORE ONE LEARNS TO BE AMUSED RATHER THAN SHOCKED." - PEARL S. BUCK

"THE PROPER TIME TO INFLUENCE THE CHARACTER OF A CHILD IS ABOUT ONE HUNDRED YEARS BEFORE HE IS BORN." - DEAN WILLIAM R. INGE

"I DON'T WANT PEOPLE WHO WANT TO DANCE, I WANT PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO DANCE." - GEORGE BALANCHINE

"WHEN YOU BUY A PILL AND BUY PEACE WITH IT YOU GET CONDITIONED TO CHEAP SOLUTIONS INSTEAD OF DEEP ONES." - MAX LERNER

"THE REALLY FRIGHTENING THING ABOUT MIDDLE AGE IS THE KNOWLEDGE THAT YOU'LL GROW OUT OF IT." - DORIS DAY

"NO MATTER HOW OLD A MOTHER IS, SHE WATCHES HER MIDDLE AGED CHILDREN FOR SIGNS OF IMPROVEMENT." - FLORIDA SCOTT MAXWELL

"INTELLIGENCE IS QUICKNESS TO APPREHEND AS DISTINCT FROM ABILITY, WHICH IS CAPACITY TO ACT WISELY ON THE THING APPREHENDED." - ALFRED WHITEHEAD

"CHEESE ... MILK'S LEAP TOWARD IMMORTALITY." - CLIFTON FADIMAN

"MOST OF US SPEND TOO MUCH TIME ON THE LAST TWENTY FOUR HOURS AND TOO LITTLE ON THE LAST SIX THOUSAND YEARS." - WILL DURANT

"ONE OF THE LESSON[s] OF HISTORY IS THAT NOTHING IS OFTEN A GOOD THING TO DO AND ALWAYS A CLEVER THING TO SAY." - WILL DURANT

"THERE IS NOTHING SO USELESS AS DOING EFFICIENTLY THAT WHICH SHOULD NOT BE DONE AT ALL." - PETER F. DRUCKER

"EVERY MAN HAS THREE CHARACTERS ... THAT WHICH HE EXHIBITS, THAT WHICH HE HAS, AND THAT WHICH HE THINKS HE HAS." - ALPHONSE KAN

"HISTORY NEVER LOOKS LIKE HISTORY WHEN YOU ARE LIVING THROUGH IT. IT ALWAYS LOOKS CONFUSING AND MESSY, AND IT ALWAYS FEELS UNCOMFORTABLE." - JOHN GARDNER

"ALL MEN SHOULD STRIVE 

TO LEARN BEFORE THEY DIE

WHAT THEY ARE RUNNING FROM, 

AND TO, AND WHY." 

- JAMES THURBER

"CHARACTER IS LIKE A TREE, AND REPUTATION LIKE ITS SHADOW. THE SHADOW IS WHAT WE THINK OF IT. THE TREE IS THE REAL THING." - ANONYMOUS

"NO FORM OF ART GOES BEYOND ORDINARY CONSCIOUSNESS AS FILM DOES, STRAIGHT TO OUR EMOTIONS, DEEP INTO THE TWILIGHT ROOM OF THE SOUL." - INGMAR BERGMAN

"MUSIC IS YOUR OWN EXPERIENCE, YOUR THOUGHTS, YOUR WISDOM. IF YOU DON'T LIVE IT, IT WON'T COME OUT OF YOUR HORN." - CHARLIE PARKER

A Few Things Drumpf

Having Donald Trump go back out on the campaign trail after a month into the presidency is like hiring someone to do a job, but then they keep wanting to redo the same exact job interview on a regular basis. Except now they want to talk about their new foxy Swedish girlfriend who is really just a fantasy.

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I think if Donald likes Florida so much, we should encourage him to stay there permanently, in his assisted believing facility.

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The President 'Meats' The Press

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A day without immigrants was an okay idea, but I would rather try A Day Without Donald. If that is a yuuuge success, then maybe we should try for a week, then a month, then a year, ...

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Benjamin Netanyahu and Bend The Truth Nutty Yahoo give a joint press conference from the White House.

(Definition: yahoo - noun - a rude, noisy, or violent person - red neck, boor, lout, oaf)

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One of the constitutional requirements for being president is to be at least 35 years old. I think it was put in place so that the president would be someone with hopefully some maturity. If Trump continues to act like he is 4 years old, then he should have to wait another 31 years to be president.

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Here is a partial list of new names Putin has for the US

Urinenighted Stains of Amerika

Amerikistan

Trumpmenistan (named in honor of fallen comrade Flynnski)

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Flynn is fleeing his job

Californians are fleeing their dam problem

Missiles are fleeing North Korea

Where should I flee ?!?!?

My new word: Ref-flee-gee

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Ending on something non-Trumpical

In the middle of the night I think I hear my wife say, "Our county is now purple, it was brown."

Nothing else.

I lay there for a while wondering if I misunderstood her, thinking, I'm pretty sure she is awake, not talking in her sleep.

After trying to think of alternate words I finally give up and ask her what she meant.

She was talking about the weather map on TV which has a picture but muted.

I just giggled. I had thought it might have been something political.

New Word: Trumpacrazy

15 down, 1446 to go -> Completed 1% of Trumpacrazy

Orangey and The Bannon

I have an idea for an animated series called, 'Orangey and The Bannon' based on the animated television show characters of Pinky and The Brain.

Orangey: What are we goin' to do today, Banny-On-On (yuuuge) ?

Bannon: The same thing we do everyday, Orangey, try to take over the world by pissing off slightly less than half of everyone on the planet.

Orangey: Who zit gonna be today, Steverino Bannonbino? Can we do Italy, our pizza delivery last night was late and the crust was burned.

Bannon: Let me check-in with the Kremlin first, you know how Putin can get when we act without his approval.

Orangey: Nyet!! I do nyet!

Bannon: Orangey, you aren't working on your Russian enough, 'nyet' means 'no'.

Orangey: Thatz what I said, 'I know'. Nyet-nyet-nyet, sounds like we are playing volleyball, (narf-ski!!!!!)